Ester just couldn't handle it anymore. She was shivering beyond control, her skin was horrifically pale and she was sure she had hypothermia. Ester was slowly shifting her way forwards, when suddenly, she tripped again. Ester fell front first into the ground, and just couldn't get up. The coldness was numbing her body. Her vision was becoming more bluer as she laid there. Ester felt even colder tears stream down her face. She didn't want to go like this, she really didn't. Ester, with all the strength she had left, lifted her thighs up to her chest, and laid there in a ball like position. She laid there, silently crying. Ester did not want to die, not like this. While others would probably suffer a quick, probably painless gunshot, Ester just HAD to go slowly and somewhat painfully. The cold feeling inside her did start to become painful, like a stinging feeling within her chest and arms.

'Please...' Ester pleaded quietly, the cold tears down her face 'Please, god help me...'